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第一百六十一章 杀戮

The prey had become the hunter, and the scholar lay in a pool of blood.

Lin Xuan, expressionless, waved his hand. A white light flashed, and the opponent's storage bag flew over on its own. Before Lin Xuan could open it, another cry of agony echoed from afar. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth as he vanished swiftly into the dense forest.

The conflict among cultivators had reached a peak.

As they say, one can never truly know what’s in someone's heart. Although the White Sword Immortal spoke well, other cultivators weren't without their wits. Even if they couldn’t fathom his intentions at first, each harbored their own thoughts.

Especially after the three major sects intervened, everyone realized that obtaining the Heavenly Dust Pill was a distant dream. Thus, it made more sense to take advantage of the chaos and gain as many benefits as possible.

For example, killing for treasure or robbing for profit. While the cultivation world did have its own rules, there were still some restraints. But in this chaotic situation, it was an ideal time to do whatever one wished without fear of repercussions.

Many cultivators shared such thoughts.

However, the most vicious fighting was between the three major sects and the three powerful factions. They were each other's biggest rivals, so they fought with no mercy.

The southern slopes of Quinyun Mountain were filled with blood as brutal killings unfolded everywhere.

"Will you commit suicide or let me do it for you?" The young boy spoke without emotion, but the three Foundation Establishment cultivators seemed like prey caught by a venomous snake, frozen in place.

Venomous Child!

Known for his cruelty and viciousness within the魔道, he was a Condensation Core cultivator.

"Split up and run. One is better than none!"

The leading elder instructed his fellow disciples as he knew there was no chance of winning a direct confrontation. The other two nodded and transformed into streaks of light, flying in different directions.

"Want to leave?" The Venomous Child's face twisted into a cruel smile: "You dare not accept my offering? Then you'll pay the price!"

He waved his chubby little hand, and three greenish smoke clouds chased after the cultivators at an incredible speed.

The trio were instantly enveloped by the smoke. It turned out to be three inch-long centipedes. The leading elder was very alert and opened his protective shield first.

But it was useless; the centipede ignored the shield, biting through a hole before crawling inside.

Another cultivator summoned a spiritual artifact, but a loud crack echoed as if hitting metal or stone. The centipede wasn’t harmed, instead becoming enraged and screeching.

"Only a low-grade spiritual artifact? You dare to harm my demonic insects?"

The Venomous Child cast a spell, transforming the centipede into green light that entered through their mouths.

Their faces changed dramatically as they were tormented by the Venomous Child's centipedes. The experience was akin to soul extraction and essence refinement.

After half an hour, they turned into pools of blood. Satisfied, the Venomous Child nodded before moving on to his next target. It felt good to slaughter these cultivators.

While several old demons were busy massacring the Foundation Establishment disciples, the Condensation Core experts from the 正道 didn't have time to rest either.

Revenge is a dish best served cold! The Wind and Thunder Elder walked out with a grim expression, his body radiating with murderous intent as he looked at the corpses of several cultivators in Xianxian attire.

"Blood Sucking Pill. Blood Demon Patriarch, I will remember this."

He muttered to himself before looking up as if sensing something. A sinister smile appeared on his face as he flew off into the distance.

About ten miles away, a few demon practitioners from the Extreme Evil Caverns were searching for the Heaven Saboteur while flying in the air.

Suddenly, a crack of thunder reached their ears.

Then they found themselves staring at a Condensation Core cultivator with an expression of murderous intent.

"This... Senior, what brings you to us?" The leading demon practitioner forced himself to speak.

"Business. Hand over your lives to me."

The Wind and Thunder Elder waved his hand, causing a fierce wind to blow. Before the demon practitioners could react, several sword qi slices cut them into pieces.

Similar incidents were countless; the southern slopes of Quinyun Mountain had turned into a battlefield. After killing the suspicious scholar, Lin Xuan didn't wander aimlessly. He avoided becoming an easy target by moving around.

Even if it was a Foundation Establishment cultivator at full power, Lin Xuan wasn’t concerned. With his abilities, he could escape even if he couldn’t win in a fight.

But with so many Condensation Core experts on both sides, he had to play the ostrich and stay quiet.

Although the Heavenly Dust Pill was tempting, one needed to survive first before enjoying it.

To become the ultimate victor, one must remain calm.

According to Lin Xuan's estimation, given the Heaven Saboteur’s prowess, capturing him wouldn’t be easy in such a short time.

No rush!

Lin Xuan found a secluded spot and set up several illusory restrictions. While these crude spells might not deceive astute cultivators, they could still serve their purpose if someone just passed by without paying much attention.

After setting everything up, Lin Xuan began meditating in the lotus position.

He spent two hours replenishing his mana before lying down fully clothed. Cultivators didn’t need to sleep as much as ordinary people, but now he needed to restore his mental state to its best condition.

Just about to close his eyes, Lin Xuan suddenly felt a powerful presence scan over him. He immediately woke up and sat up, squinting as he looked outside.

He had taken the Hidden Spirit Pill and used the敛气术, plus set up illusory restrictions. Could someone have still discovered him?

That terrifying presence was beyond what a Foundation Establishment cultivator could possess; could it be a Condensation Core expert?

Lin Xuan’s throat went dry with nervousness despite his composure.

But even so, he didn’t act rashly and remained calm.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence. The other party might have merely passed by here.

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